Showing posts with label o'henry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label o'henry. Show all posts

October 11, 2012

Finally!

I finally have a moment to myself and thought that since you've been neglected for far too long, I'd sit down and let you know that I haven't forgotten you.  I've been adjusting to our new schedule with school starting (They've been in school for one month now!), O'Henry's I-have-to-touch-climb-eat-everything-now stage and everyone hitting a growth spurt so they're eating all the time.  It may not sound like a lot but between getting homework done, hearing about all the drama at school, trying to fit in time to go play with their friends, Cubscouts and getting school stuff set out the night before we hardly have any down time. 

And then there's O'Henry. 

He went from swaying as he walked one day to climbing up on top of the dining room table and pelting everyone with crackers the next day.  He is into absolutely everything!  I'm used to all the kids sort of keeping an eye on him but now that they're all at school, it's just me.  It's exhausting.  Especially since Tater tot seems to be in cahoots with him.  The other day I found O'Henry playing in the pot cupboard with Tater tot sitting around him whilst he poured the salt shaker all over him.  It looked like he'd been out in a blizzard.  And they have this little sensor in their head that tells them when Mommy begins to pull up her blog.  Let's just say that there have been many times I've attempted to write but was interrupted with a situation that required my immediate attention.

Can I just say how grateful I am that they've managed to coordinate their nap time today!

The other day I made 36 muffins and 2 loaves of zucchini bread on in addition to all of the regular meals.  Within 12 hours we only had 12 muffins left.  My mind still has a hard time wrapping around it.  Teeny is complaining constantly of being hungry.  O'Henry is so hungry that if I don't read his mind quick enough, he goes scrounging in the garbage for food.  And since that's gross, I've had to start feeding him every 30 minutes or so just to keep him out. 

Have I ever mentioned that Mr. Ella gets super grumpy and mean whenever he's hungry?  And have I ever mentioned how he passed this trait on to all of our children?  So if anyone is super dramatic or grumpy, we feed them.  Within 15 minutes we have a peaceful household again. 

On the plus side, the food I make is always appreciated!  Which makes me feel special.

Ella


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July 5, 2012

My Baby

1.  My baby's two front teeth grew in slanted and it looked like he had fangs.  He looked like a baby vampire.  It was a little disconcerting because he looks like an cherub with his blue eyes and shiny blond hair and then he would open his mouth...  

2.  My baby loves to pull hair.  If you only have a half of inch of hair, he'll find a way to pull it.  Our nightly family prayer is a dangerous time; all those heads of hair bowed down with eyes closed.  He's like a little kid in a candy store.  He usually grabs a handful from 2 separate heads.  

3.  My baby thinks his big brother Tater Tot is the funniest person on this earth.  Tater Tot will do something cute and the baby will laugh and laugh but Louie or Teeny will do the same thing and he just stares at them.        

4.  My baby loves toes.  I would catch him chewing on his toes and laugh because I was sure that he thought that they were thumbs.  When you're that small, they kind of look alike.  But he hasn't sucked or chewed on his thumbs in months yet he's still sucking on toes.  So, I've decided that he must of thought his thumbs were toes and that's why he would suck on them.

5.  My baby is fascinated by our dog's tongue.  Every time he sees our dog, he tries to grab Jamba's tongue.  It's a little scary.  He just blindly sticks his hand into the dog's mouth... I admit to having a mini heart attack the first time that happened.  Thus far, Jamba has never bitten him.  I'm quite proud of Jamba because a year ago things would have been different. 

6.  My baby loves shoes.  He doesn't want to wear them, he wants to lick them.  It gross and disgusting but what do you do.  There are 8 people living in my house which equals a whole lot of shoes.  There's just no way to keep him away from shoes.  I tell myself that he's just building up immunities as I substitute the shoe with a cracker.

7.  My baby was having a hard time gaining weight.  At his 3rd month check up, he was in the 10th percentile for weight.  Then at his 6th month check up he went all the down to the 3rd percentile.  He was nursing all the time and even had a bottle of formula a day.  He was even eating rice cereal.  It just didn't make sense.  So his doctor politely suggested giving him more bottles of formula each day because sometimes a Mom's milk can go a little skim.  So we did and he gained 2lbs. in one month.  Yay!  At his 9 month check up he was in the 49th percentile for weight!!!!!

8.  My Baby sneaks into the bathroom every chance he can get so that he can turn on the hot water and stick his hand in it.  We try to keep the door shut as much as we can but Tater Tot knows how to open doors now and doesn't fully appreciate the concept of why we need to keep the bathroom door shut.  Needless to say, I check to see if the bathroom is shut about 100 times a day.

9.  My baby was named after a great-grandfather from my side and Mr. Ella's side.  At least, his middle name is named after them.  I couldn't bring myself to give him Henry as a first name.  It just didn't feel right.  His great-grandfather on my side was Henry Jones.  His great-grandfather on Mr. Ella's side was Patrick Henry Hannon.  We fondly referred to our baby as O'Henry before he was born.  I even hunted down an O'Henry chocolate bar (They're hard to find here in Idaho.  Only one store carries them.) and gifted it to my husband right before I was scheduled for the c-section.

10.  My baby has blue eyes the color of blue jeans and blond hair that looks like it's being lit up from the inside.  He is adorable!  We have a friend, a hair stylist, who covets his hair every time she sees him. 

Ella


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May 31, 2012

Ice Cream

So I just got home from a very long ceremony at my children's school.  We were outside for over 2 hours and it was hot.  And I walked.  All I can say is thank goodness for an amazing baby stroller that made everything so much easier.  I had the two younger boys in their seats and Sweet Cheeks sitting on the foot rest.  It was perfect!  So after I put the two boys down for a nap, Sweet Cheeks and I decided to reward ourselves with ice cream. 

I love ice cream!  I love ice cream with nuts and chocolate even more.  Throw a little caramel in and I'm in heaven.  The only problem is that I want a bit of nuts, chocolate and caramel in every bite.  But that never happens.  So I'm one of those people.  You know those people that dig out the nuts and chocolate bits but leave the rest of the ice cream behind.  It always annoys me to no end when someone else does that.  But I just can't stop myself.  We need to send a petition to the ice cream companies demanding nuts and chocolate bits in every bite!  I might even stop digging around if that actually happened. 

I love serving ice cream to the younger kids because they don't realize that I've already eaten all the good bits out of their portion.  I'm sneaky!  I can't get away with it when it comes to the older kids though.  So I have to take advantage of it now while Sweet Cheeks, Tater Tot and O'Henry are still gullible.  I don't know what I'm going to do when my children are all old enough to realize what I'm doing. 

So, I have to apologize to you yet again.  So much has happened in the past 2 weeks that I've neglected you.  I went to San Francisco for 5 days and it was so much fun but I'll post more on that later. Than I had decided that I needed to make and freeze lots of meals because the summer heat was going to be too much for me to want to actually cook (we don't have air conditioning) so I decided to get all of the hard stuff (meat) out of the way.  I cooked over 250 meatballs, 2 batches of pulled pork, 3 batches of pork burrito meat, 9 batches of sloppy joes, 4 batches of BBQ beef, 3 batches of taco meat, 7 lbs. of chicken (cubed), a whole turkey (shredded), chocolate mint cookies and snickerdoodles.  The cookies are already gone.  Then I had to try to catch up on all the blogs that I follow which is way too time consuming.  Then I procrastinated a bit.  Oh and I read a lot of books.  And that was what I've been doing the past 2 weeks.     

Ella


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December 18, 2011

Sneaky Baby

Have you ever tried to stop a baby from sucking his thumb? 


 It's hard work!  Constant vigilance is involved because they are sneaky!


They've been chewing on their fingers for months in preparation for this time.  Have they been hungry?  Maybe.  Or were they just trying to lull you into a sense of security so that they can stick their thumb in their mouth without you knowing?


You think, "Oh, they're just chewing on their fingers."  That is until you take a closer look! 

Now, I don't have anything against sucking thumbs except for the dentist bills that will hit down the road. 

So, what can you do to keep the thumb out of his mouth? 


If you're holding him, hold both of his arms down.  Now, you could just hold one arm but remember, they're sneaky.  While you're holding the one arm down, the other is slowly bringing the thumb to their mouth.  And that totaly ruins the whole trying-to-prevent-him-from-sucking-his-thumb thing.  So, make sure to have both arms neutralized or let him hold your hands.     

If you're not holding him, this gives you the perfect opportunity to not only watch him in his adorableness but you can spot the sneaking of the thumb.  Once you see the thumb in his mouth, take it out.  Then watch him again because he's persistant.  And cute!  Repeat this until he tires of it or just gets distracted.  This time is not wasted because he is after all adorable!

Your next option is to give him a toy.  Unfortunately, my 4 month old isn't into the toy thing yet.  So instead of a toy, I send his siblings to play with him.  They think it's fun to stop him from sucking his thumb.  It's a game to them!  Thank goodness he's too young for it to be a game to him!!!  If he thought it was a game, this would totally not work.  

This brings up a basic rule, stop him from sucking his thumb when he's too young for it to be a game.  Because after that, it's way too much work!  

Remember, be vigilant!  be watchful!  and don't forget to enjoy the adorableness!

Ella


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